So i was saying i was lonely. Was alone in this place and i had to study. Enjoying it at times but not always and afraid of impending failure. There were people around me who were not alone and enjoying this more than me. I didn't envy them. I just tried to steal a bit of happiness from their moods and kept hiding when they were about to find out.
I took long walks in between. At the end of the two days i looked back and saw this dark figure always with me. It was like a zombie. It had a stony expression on its face. It always walked at a regular pace and was always looking ahead. Its been with me for so long but i never saw him so clearly.
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